Rain

Darker, dreary, Lonelier night

Weighted with the portent

Of rain

Come on, then

Whisk your whetting waters down upon us

Refresh, 

Renew,

Restore us

Cleanse our dryness

And bring breath to our dying land.

(—from A Bend in the Road)

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